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Добрый вечер. Тут больше будет обращение к русской части фанбазы формулы2, но все же. Я создала канал по Формуле2, и хочу вам его прорекламировать.

Если вы заинтересованы - добро пожаловать, буду рада каждому :)

https://t.me/juniorformula2wiwiwi

Sarah: Have you guys seen a kitten? He ran into the restaurant from the street, all wet, I hid him in a box from Salieri. And now I look - there is no kitten. Tommy and Paulie, looking at each other: no, we haven't seen it. Sarah: Then why are you sitting there? Help me find it before the kitten goes to Frank or Salieri! After thirty minutes of searching, the kitten is on Trapani's lap. On the lap of a sleeping Trapani, who propped his head on his hand, while the kitten gathered itself into a ball from time to time, clung to the sleeping man's body and purred deafeningly loudly. Sarah, in a whisper: Well, now we know that Sam is loved not only by women, but also by cats.

Well, that's Sam Trapani himself In my performance. It seems like a mask would suit him very well.

Details that really make me sad.

I went through the game and noticed some irregularity in relation to Henry and his connection with the number "13". It's really unfortunate for him. In chapter 5, Henry said that it was his 13th contract (when they went out to kill the Fat Guy and Henry got shot) and he sensed that it would not end well. And chapter 13 of the game itself is where the Chinese killed Henry.

I would say that Henry is superstitious. Although for a man like Henry, such a trait is very unusual. :)

(And after reviewing chapter 13, I saw that Vito crossed himself when Joe turned the already dead Henry face up)

FRONT VIEW, GUYS

I can't stop laughing at the second photo.

I can't stop laughing at the second photo.

His eyes and facial profile are so beautiful

The Sainz' appendicitis is part of the inheritance

Their smiles are directed at each other.

my little collection of my favorite photos of francois (there are many more, but these are the first ones that came to mind :) )

CARLOS REMINDS ME OF A BIG CAT WHO TOOK UP ALL THE SPACE ON THE BED/SOFA WITH THE MOST SMART AND SATISFIED FACE

And this is how George sees him at this moment:

I love the way Francois looks in all these photos. He is handsome, charming and admirable. :)

I wonder if he's tired, upset, doesn't want to talk, wants to sleep, wants to be left alone, or is that Finnish again?

"I choose to be silent"

The face I stayed silent with:

I'm not crying, I'm not crying, I'm not crying....

Oh my god, I'm crying.

They are literally a TikTok trend: "okeokeoke and lalala" :)

(they are so cute, i can't)

I can't stop thinking about how touch is one of their love languages.

no bc what the actual fuck was this

Carlos' smile and look at Charles 🥹

They are too cute and I was worried that they would stop interacting in public.

Oh, I posted two identical photos, sorry

sleep time

just wanted to say that i really love your vibe :))

🥺🩷 THANK YOU. I'm glad to hear that. 🫶

A interesting fact: at 23, Kimi got drunk on Ivan Kupala and fell 2 meters off a yacht (you probably saw the clip) and after that, the tabloids started writing against Kimi, claiming that this was unbecoming behavior for a racer. The guys on whose team Kimi was at the time managed to explain everything and say that he was celebrating and that it was normal for his age, and that they had no right to limit him :)

sudden facts are over for today

Who is this diva?

Oh, shit.

My imagination gave me the idea of Simi and their evening gatherings. They watch movies or discuss past races (this happens less often than watching movies and TV series) and they almost never finish watching because Kimi falls asleep halfway through and Sebastian is forced to turn off the TV so as not to disturb Kimi's sleep, who is comfortably settled on his shoulder. He covers himself with a blanket and watches Kimi's peaceful face for a few more seconds. (Seb never complained that they didn't finish what they started)

(and I seriously think that Seb would be one of the few people who would know the first places to look for Kimi if he suddenly wanted to sleep between races)

p.s. honestly, I still laugh at the photo where Kimi fell asleep under the table surrounded by jackets and helmets. I understand him.

I'M CRYING, THIS IS SO CUTE 🥹🥹

“Owls and crows are predestined to be mortal enemies. Opposites in design and approach but overall fighting for the same goal… hunting down prey.”

If only you knew how much I love this man (and in this drawing he is especially beautiful) 🙏

chilli puppy

My little fanon thoughts about Vito and Henry.

Vito reacts calmly to the sounds of gunfire, but reacts with hostility and nervousness to sounds similar to loud explosions (reminds him of events at the front).

Henry has something of the same painful memory - the colognes his dead wife.

Vito is a dog person (no wonder, since he has posters of dogs hanging in his childhood room). And Henry is a cat person.

These two, when they get together to drink (just them, no one else) drink a little and spend most of the time talking and can afford to sit in silence.

Vito once gave his cross to Henry, because he himself could not identify with religion after losing his family, and Henry still remained a believer. Henry considered carrying the cross with him as a symbol of good luck.

Vito often smells like coffee and cigarettes, while Henry smells like expensive cologne, but with a slight hint of cigarette smoke.

Henry knows what kind of coffee Vito drinks and therefore, when he makes an appointment with him early in the morning somewhere in a restaurant, he always orders him coffee in advance.

Henry still feels guilty about Vito being in prison.

Henry, unlike Joe, who jokingly scolds Vito for careless driving, makes comments more often and more seriously, but not in a way that upsets or offends (and not everyone wants to die on the road because of a driver flying through a red light).

Henry learns about Vito's PTSD (which most often manifests as panic and a withdrawn, short-tempered mood for the rest of the day due to loud explosions threatening his life) from Joe after the mission to assassinate Clemente at the hotel, but Henry never asks Vito directly out of respect.

They both treat women very well. With respect and due politeness, always ready to stand up for and help.

They remembered each other's favorite cigarettes.

ATTENTION.

English is not my first language. There may be spelling errors.

AU in which Vito is a bodyguard for Henry.

If you like the idea, I will continue to release little notes about them.

"Sit down, we need to deal with your wounds," a voice from somewhere in the bathroom prompted him to move over and sit on the sofa, stretching out his legs and letting out a heavy, shoulder—squeezing sigh.

The blood on his hands had dried long ago, and the skin on his face was uncomfortably tight, reminding him of a new cut that ran from his forehead to his cheekbone through his eyebrow, mercilessly dissecting it. It's a familiar sensation, but it doesn't reduce the burning sensation.

When Henry appears in front of him with a first-aid kit in his hands, the younger one finds it funny how he looks: serious, still in his jacket, taking out pieces of gauze.

"It's just scratches," Scaletta objects, as the hands that recently released the cigarette reach for his bloody face.

"Let's consider this my return courtesy," Tomasino insisted, sitting down on the chair opposite, touching Vito's shoulder and urging him to lean towards him. But he listens, bends down, because he is used to it and will not be able to behave differently.

"You're another salvation for me, and I'll just treat your wounds." There is no need to sew anything up here.

"It's part of my job.

"Yes, I know. And I'm paying you money for it. But no one canceled the human attitude, even to his bodyguard."

Vito can only accept, nod and wait for the whole procedure to come to an end.

At one point, he allowed himself to trustingly close his eyes and enjoy the atmosphere, so quiet and calm, while Henry held his chin to better examine the wound and applied gauze soaked in water to his skin. Subsequently, he felt a patch appear on his skin. Henry's touch moves from his face to his hands. There is a weariness in both of them, too obvious, but consistent with what happened. After an assassination attempt and a shootout, both of them usually had no strength left.

Pressing his forehead against Henry's shoulder, Vito does not take his hands away, feeling bandages wrap around him, and other people's fingers touch his knuckles. It was a moment of weakness because they had agreed to be honest with each other. Scaletta vaguely remembers the last time he could just sit closer to someone.

"Shall we have something to drink?" Henry suggests, putting away everything that has been drunk.

"Just a little bit. I don't want to bury someone's corpse today," the smile comes out forced, but no less sincere.

Henry smiles at what he has said, knowing full well how his friends' drunken get-togethers end.

Belatedly releasing Vito's hands from his own, he slaps him on the shoulder again, as if this could give the younger at least some kind of surge of strength.